This story involves my best friend Frank and his wife Carla. Frank And Carla were high school sweethearts. Three months after graduation in 1967, Frank received his draft notice. I knew mine was coming so I struck a deal with the Army recruiter to allow Frank and I to serve our country together. One week before being shipped off to Vietnam, Frank and Carla were married. I was his best man. We both saw some heated action in hostile battles. While I sampled the pleasures of the local brothels in Saigon, Frank tried to stay true to Carla. But after two months, it was too much for Frank. He said, "I gotta get laid or I'll explode."

I knew what he meant and even though I really liked Carla I said, "No problem Frank, I know just the place."

We went to our favorite bar in Saigon the next night. We were standing outside about 9:00pm when a stunning oriental woman walked up to us. This doll said, "GI wanna fuckie suckie?" She was hot! Small waist, large boobs, and a muscular pair of long shapely legs. Dressed to kill with a pair of stiletto heels short red skirt with slits up both sides and a low cut top. Both our dicks sprang to attention. She admired our bulges.

I said, "Frank, you need it more than me, you go first."

The sexy hooker led Frank down a dark alley for a much needed blow job. About four minutes later, I hear a voice screaming loudly in the alley. I thought the worst.

I ran down the alley and found the whore gone and Frank squirming on the ground holding his bloodied crotch. Frank moaned, "That slut cut off my balls!" He was crying like a baby.

Blood spurted from the gaping hole where his testicles had been. During the castration, the razor-wielding woman cut over three quarters the way through his penis at the base where it met his now missing balls. Frank's left hand tried to cover the scrotum hole, while his right, supported his dick now held on by only a thin layer of skin.

While waiting for medical attention to arrive, Frank gave this account of his emasculation: The whore stroked his cock through his pants while they both walked deep into the alley. She then stopped and pushed him against the wall, undid his pants, and pulled them down to his ankles. She unbuttoned her top and exposed her tits. Then she pulled up her miniskirt to show the tops of her stockings and smooth legs. The bitch stroked and fingered her wet pussy. She wore no panties. Frank became even more erect and she said, "G.I., you make baby with big cock yet?" Frank said, "no not yet." She replied, "too bad G.I., you should have made baby, you waste dick. But that ok, I give you night you never forget."

The Oriental whore went to her knees and started sucking his blood engorged cock, and massaged his testicles. Frank had several months of pent up frustration stored up in his nuts and it was not long before he shot a heavy load of cum into the whore's mouth. At the same moment, he heard a metallic click and she withdrew her mouth to the tip of his penis as the second spasm of ejaculate flew from his pecker and into her smiling teeth, he felt a cold steel object at the base of his nut sack where it joined to his crotch. The cunt bitch pulled hard down on his scrotum and sliced it off with a straight razor, back to front and up into his penis. She backed away and laughed loudly and said, "There G.I. you no fuck no more, if you live, you make no babies." Frank screamed and fell to the ground.

The sadistic whore took his balls still in the scrotum and his wallet, then ran away further down the alley laughing hysterically. The Viet Cong often used such women to set up, maim or kill G.I.s while fucking them. Many of the sadist bitches would rather the man survive the attack. They knew the man would be sent home with no manhood since the soldier could never fight in battle with no balls, cock, or both. And they rather enjoyed the fact that the eunuch could never be a man again and forever be without sexual pleasure. I had heard stories of men being sent home emasculated but never saw one. Until now.

Quick medical attention allowed Frank to "survive" the castration. He went back to the states with his million- dollar wound between his legs heavily bandaged. He told Carla he had been castrated by a Viet Cong sniper's bullet. Frank knew she was in need of sex since she was a beautiful 19-year-old woman. He tried hormone injections, however his cock could not get enough blood into it due to the damage the V.C. whore did to the nerves and the excessive scar tissue blocking the blood chambers. Normal sex was history for Frank and Carla.

Upon my safe return from Nam, I visited Frank and Carla often. She always wore sexy clothing, heels, garter belt and went braless hoping to arouse Frank. His dick was a worthless piece of flesh. But my plumbing worked just fine and it was noticed by Carla and Frank upon my visits. My dick swelled the moment I saw Carla dressed as she was. I felt guilty with my lusty feeling, but knowing that she hadn't had sex in more than a year just turned me on all the more.

One night Frank finally said, "Ted, I cannot satisfy my wife as a man, and you know it. I've been watching Carla watching you, and even an idiot can tell that you're turned on my her. I'll lose her if something doesn't change, so I need a favor from you buddy. Will you be her lover? She still loves me but she needs a man with a hard cock."

Of course I was willing to help out my nutless friend. After that we had frequent sex as a threesome. Carla would wear stockings and heels because she knew I liked to see her wearing them. I would tell Frank, jokingly, "Since you're a worthless eunuch, lick Carla and get her ready for me."

At first he was offended, but grew to like the abuse we gave him. Carla would even make fun of his loss of manhood as we fucked. She even said once, "Frank I sometimes wish that bullet had taken off your limp dick too," as I fucked her hard.

It just kept getting cruder and cruder after that. Frank seemed to perversely like it when Carla humiliated him, and he seemed to accept me as the dominant partner in our threesome.

Many times I would shoot my load while thinking of Franks nuts and scrotum floating in some pickle jar thousands of miles away, being looked at by that kinky sadistic whore in Vietnam as she fucked her Asian North Vietnamese lovers and sucked the cocks of the Viet Cong soldiers.

Then one day thing got really out of hand, Carla asked Frank if she could tie him to the bed. Frank, eager to please Carla, agreed.

She bound him to the bed spread eagle and blindfolded him and set up a video camera. Carla and I left to another bedroom and watched Frank on a television set up in the room.

As Frank just lay there, no nuts and all, a beautiful oriental woman, dressed to kill came in. She looked a lot like the whore that cut Frank's balls off. (By then Carla had found out what really happened to Frank in Nam.)

She walked up to Frank, her high heels clicking on the wood floor, and took off the blindfold. Frank, expecting Carla, was shocked. The woman was a whore hired by Carla. The whore looked at his nutless crotch and laughed. From under her garter, she took out a pearl handled straight razor and waved it in front of his face. She said, "G.I. with no balls no need dick. I cut it off and stick it in your mouth." Franks screams were silenced as she stuffed her panties in his mouth. She propped up his head so he could watch his dick removal. The whore took out a tight elastic band and placed it around the very base of his flaccid cock. She took a hypo needle and injected it at the base of the penis. While Frank's groin was going numb, the whore stripped down to only stockings and her fuck me pumps. Frank was in terror and Carla was sucking my swollen cock like a wild woman.

As the whore hung her tits in Frank's face, she whispered into his ear, "Time to lose your cock G.I. I make you real girl." She sliced off his member in one swift stroke. The tourniquet band stopped some of the bleeding but a gush of blood squirted out of his severed dick as she held it above his head.

Frank was screaming under the panty gag. She took the panties out of his mouth and shoved his detached cock in. With that scene I lost it. I came like never before all over Carla's mouth and face. Carla groaned, "You liked that, didn't you lover?"

I said, "Fuck yes."

Carla still had my cum on her face. As we walked back into the room Frank's terrified eyes shifted back and forth and his limp dick dangled from his mouth. We watched the whore sew up the skin at his groin leaving a short length of urethra to pee out of.

She said, "Soon it will heal very smooth like a girl. Carla paid the woman and she left. It turns out that she was a former emergency room nurse and knew how to cut and sew. Frank's dick was saved by Carla in a pickle jar. It is now on her dresser so we can look at it as we screw. Frank's groin healed and he became the perfect second girl for our threesome.

It has been over 30 years since Frank got his radical vasectomy in Southeast Asia. But we three still have the greatest time in bed. Frank licks Carla's pussy, Carla fucks Frank in the ass with a very large dildo, and I fuck Carla anywhere I want. I often cum on her large tits and make Frank lick it off. He loves it! It is the only testosterone he gets to enjoy.

I could kiss that sweet ball slicing whore in Nam. She has allowed me to have the greatest sex life. Too bad for old Frank, he gave his balls for a fellow soldier. Me.

So guys, if you lose your manhood, and get castrated, just find a good friend like me to take care of your woman. A real man with a cock and a full set of balls is all you need.

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